Friday, April 18, 2014

This Week In Hip Hop Awfulness


Due to the poor mileage of his customized low-rider, Clyde Carson's drive to the Hollywood hills cost him $673.87.


Hey Dae Dae and Just Rich Gates, there's no need to Photoshop Arnold Schwarzenegger and Sly Stallone into your mixtape cover- those guys are more than happy to show up for $100 apiece.


Luckily for Master P, a tank blew a hole in the side of the garage, thereby foiling his suicide attempt to inhale exhaust fumes from a miniature Rolls.


GLEE + BUKKAKE = NO FUCKING WORDS


Someone left a deer carcass on the Queensbridge, y'all.


How smooth is Tory Lanez? So smooth that he can make Fly Girls from 1994 time travel and hang out with him on the floor of his local Chipotle.

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

A Google+ Bonus

I made the mistake of joining Google+, and so far the benefits of this have escaped me. Until today.

I noticed something in my Google+ notices, and opened it up to find THIS:

What the fartshit? Well, you regular EADJ readers might notice that photo was from an April 1 entry named "On The Next Episode of the Lifetime Original Series 'Walkway To Parking.'"


This was Google+'s attempt at some April Fool's humor by having David Hasselhoff photobomb any photos you had uploaded that day. And I gotta say, he actually completes the tableau quite nicely. Melissa Joan Hart is essentially in the same celebrity wheel house as the Hoff. And both wish it were 1993 again when they could score a table at Sardi's.



Two interesting things I noticed from this new photo's data:

• my shit low res image is now a wondrous 1600 x 1200 wallpaper, suitable for YOUR COMPUTER NOW

• the meta-data on the Photoshopped-and-then-photobombed image STILL contained the correct information about the camera I used to shoot the background photo. Frightening!

Monday, April 14, 2014

An Imagined Conversation

The following is a continuation of a previous imagined conversation:


"Mike, I'm scared. I'm trying to walk to you, but I think I"m going in circles!"

"Where are you now, Sandy?"

"I'm at the Party Center."

"Well, shit, now I'm at the Snack Station. How did I not pass you?"



"There must be multiple ways to get there, Mike."

"Are you still there at the Party Center? I think I see it now."

"No, I'm now at the Battery Center."



"Battery Center?! Where the hell is that?! I'm now at the Video Center. Who knows how far those two are from each other. Jesus. Should we meet back at the Snack Station, or do you want to come to me?"

"I'm so tired, Mike. I think I might lie down and sleep for a while."

"NO, SANDY! IF YOU SLEEP, YOU DIE!!!!! SAAAAAAANDY!!!"

Thursday, April 10, 2014

The Full-Mouth Nightmares Continue

"Those who don't remember recent advertising history are doomed to repeat it."  - Some Quotation Source